Lori Lamothe

Joined January 2021

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Bio

Poet, Writer, Mom. Owner of two rescue huskies. Former baker who writes on books, true crime, culture and fiction.

Achievements (5)

Stories (71/0)

The Last Romantics
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room.
By Lori Lamothe12 months ago in Fiction
Learning to Knit During a Pandemic
The disease blooms numbers that spread across maps and climb bar graphs. In broad daylight they ride the wind,
By Lori Lamotheabout a year ago in Poets
Color in February
This morning the curtains glow the color of embers. Don’t get me wrong. It’s still winter, still New England and on the other side of the window
By Lori Lamotheabout a year ago in Poets
Closed & Open Spaces
Early sunlight fires the snow until the world is pure glare— as if there’s nothing left of landscape but the future, the whole yard
By Lori Lamotheabout a year ago in Poets
The Orchid Keeper's Dream
I’ve always wanted to be the one who fills in the blanks. At night I conjure lips pressed to the usual hollows, the spaces beating hummingbird wings,
By Lori Lamotheabout a year ago in Poets
Tea
Tea in a mug, held between both hands, late winter light slanting through the windows. All week I’ve brewed tea, by which I mean
By Lori Lamotheabout a year ago in Poets
Devil's Ivy
The sunroom an explosion of mottled hearts, tendrils unfurling all the way to the ceiling as if I’m the right kind of saint, the kind
By Lori Lamotheabout a year ago in Poets
Top Story - October 2022
Walking the Dog in Winter Top Story - October 2022
The tree holds sky between its branches— a cloud and a blue so intense it reminds me of summer, as if it’s possible for a dying,
By Lori Lamotheabout a year ago in Poets
The City
The city is frozen but it never stops just goes on as in on the street outside our hotel with the mermaid-themed décor a woman
By Lori Lamotheabout a year ago in Poets
American Girls
At the soda fountain, a row of girls and dolls with combed hair and clear eyes sip pink frappes from pink straws,
By Lori Lamotheabout a year ago in Poets
Carousel
The horses gallop, dance. prance in and out of imagination. Around the room, the sketched walls ride up and down,
By Lori Lamotheabout a year ago in Poets
Transport
In the cafes when you woke out of a trance the wine trembled in crystal glasses and even the wintery light stopped to listen,
By Lori Lamotheabout a year ago in Poets

Lori Lamothe

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Stories (71/0)

The Last Romantics

Learning to Knit During a Pandemic

Color in February

Closed & Open Spaces

The Orchid Keeper's Dream

Tea

Devil's Ivy

Walking the Dog in Winter Top Story - October 2022

The City

American Girls

Carousel

Transport

Achievements (5)